The Monkey King

  The sunset in Xieyue Sanxingdong is a little sentimental.

   Walking alone on the stone steps, the monkey was a little restless.

  It was something I looked forward to every day, and it was something I often dreamed of, but now it’s here, but it’s unbelievable. In addition to the excitement in my heart, there is also a faint trace of worry.

   "Old man, what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd? This promises to teach me seventy-two transformations and somersaults?" The monkey couldn't help but scratch his chin and began to think wildly.

   Having done so many things in the past, the whole Taoist temple was turned upside down, just like monkeys and cattle stocking. How come all of a sudden...

   Was this victory too easy? The monkey suddenly felt incredible.

  The monkey who has eaten too much bitterness and almost never tasted the sweetness never believes that there is a free lunch in this world.

   "And can I repair the seventy-two transformations now?" The monkey stretched out his hand and used his spiritual power.

   It is clear that he only has the cultivation base of the initial stage of the gods. At this speed, I am afraid that I will not be able to touch the threshold of the gods for a year.

   "This is about to start teaching?"

   It stands to reason that the seventy-two transformations should be something that can only be learned in the third-order God Refinement Realm, so why did you suddenly agree to it?

  According to Monkey's understanding of Subhuti, he said that it must be done. This old man has a lot of backhands.

  Happiness came so suddenly, he seemed a little dizzy.

   "In any case, the seventy-two transformations will be available soon! Yo!" The monkey finally shouted loudly, and his excitement was beyond words.

   Not to mention Kunlun Mountain or Yama Hall, as long as he can learn the seventy-two somersaults, he is willing to go!

   A gust of wind swept, caressing the leaves, and the shade swayed, as if the whole world was celebrating him.

   It's been so many years, isn't that what you've been waiting for today?

   As long as he learns the seventy-two transformations, as long as he learns somersaults, he will no longer be a worthless monkey, but the dignified Monkey King Monkey King!

   By then, he can do many, many things that he wants to do.

   He ran with all his strength on the stone steps, shouting and laughing all the way, and laughing all the way, the Taoist disciples were startled and uneasy, and they didn't know what the monkey was going to do.

   Looking at the monkeys running and cheering on the stone steps in the distance, Subhuti gently stroked his long beard and exhaled a long breath, looking very good.

   "Master really intends to teach him seventy-two changes? Is it too early?" Qing Fengzi asked in a low voice behind him.

Turning around and walking into the room, Subhuti smiled and said leisurely: "This monkey is crazy, but it has grown so much that I almost don't recognize it for more than a year. He actually memorized all the books he stole. I will not let go of the classics of the Tao. Such a person who is eager to learn is the first time he has seen his life. It is somewhat unexpected for a teacher."

Subhuti raised his head and let the wind penetrating through the bamboo curtains blow over his temples, his old eyes radiated a new light, and sighed, "It's not too early to teach him the seventy-two transformations, it's just the Kunlun Mountains, where you can go there. It's early."

   "Oh? Where did this come from?"

   "The secrets of the heavens, must not be revealed." Subhuti laughed.

  …

   Taking off his shoes, he ran barefoot.

   stepped on the dead leaves all over the ground, the wind swept past his ears, the shade of the tree flowed on him, running wildly all the way, laughing all the way.

   That laughter spread far and wide, bringing the echo of the mountain.

   The whole world is rejoicing, the whole world is rejoicing.

Running back to Ling Yanli, seeing the wind chimes cleaning the leaves in front of the door, the monkey hugged her, covered her cheek and kissed her forehead, then grabbed her arms and shook it and shouted loudly: "Old man Said, this time I went to Kunlun Mountain and came back to teach me seventy-two transformations! Hahahaha!"

   He jumped up cheering.

  Wind Chime blinked, blushed to the base of his ears, and was stunned.

   "What's the matter with you? Are you not happy for me?" the monkey asked.

   "No...not...I'm very happy." She slowly smiled, the broom in her hand was getting tighter and tighter, and her heart was about to jump out.

   released the hand of the wind chime, the monkey ran into the room and started to flip.

   "What are you going to do?" asked the wind chimes standing at the door with a broom.

   "Pack up, we will leave for Kunlun Mountain tomorrow." The monkey turned around and said with a smile: "When I get back, the old man will teach me seventy-two transformations!"

The wind chime just squeaked, and it seemed that he had lost his soul. He turned around and went back to the house to continue cleaning the fallen leaves, only to find that Ling Yunzi had been doing it on a stone chair not far away, leaning against the stone table and staring at her intently. .

   As if I didn't see it, the wind chimes pouted, lowered their heads and cleaned them carefully, over and over again.

   It didn't stop until the sun went down.

  Ling Yunzi sighed and asked, "Girl, you're about to sweep a hole in the ground, do you know?"

  The wind chimes froze slightly, blinked the big blue eyes twice, and two tears slowly fell.

   "Hey... Are you all right?" Ling Yunzi said speechlessly: "He just went to Kunlun Mountain with me, at least half a month, as long as two months, and he will be back soon."

  The wind chimes rubbed his eyes, sobbed faintly, and said with a smile, "The eyes got into the sand."

   "Really?" Ling Yunzi rolled her eyes at her, shook her sleeves, and shouted into the room, "Junior Brother Wukong, I'm here to meet you for a drink!"

"okay!"

   That night, Monkey and Ling Yunzi got very drunk, hugged each other and sang in a mess, yelling, and Yang Chan, who was so angry that he couldn't sleep, came out and shouted a few times.

  The wind chimes just kept sullen with a cup on the side.

  …

   The next morning, Yang Chan kicked the monkey's door open with the package on his back and pulled the two who were still hungover up.

  At the urging of Yang Chan, the two had to start grooming, and after finishing their clothes, they went to the Hall of Concentration to say goodbye to Subhuti.

  Subhuti brought Qingfengzi and Qingyunzi sent the three to the gate of the mountain.

   For some reason, no wind chimes came to send it along the way, which made the monkey a little uneasy, and the old man stretched his neck to look in. It's just that Qing Fengzi, the master of the wind chimes, has been standing aside with a cold face, so he didn't ask.

Before leaving, Subhuti pulled the monkey and explained it earnestly and earnestly: "The outside is not the same as the inside. If you encounter something, you need to be calm. You must not cause trouble, but you don't need to be afraid. Don't lose my face in Xieyue Sanxingdong. ."

   Having said that, the Taoist disciple took a black long stick and gave it to the monkey, named Xingyun Stick, saying that he had to have a weapon close to his body when he walked outside.

   This is a surprise.

  The black long stick looks wooden, but it is much heavier than a steel stick in his hand. The two ends of the stick are carved with dragons and thorns, and upon closer inspection, you will find that there are countless spell formations hidden in the gaps between the patterns.

   This is obviously a magic weapon!

  Monkey stood aside happily holding his first weapon.

  Subhuti took out another letter and handed it to Ling Yunzi, only that he arrived at Kunlun Mountain and handed it to the real Taiyi.

   After finishing the work, Ling Yunzi took out a palm-sized gossip plate from his sleeve and threw it in the air, hanging it in the air.

  I saw Ling Yunzi muttering words, and the gossip plate quickly became larger, and didn't stop until it was two feet wide.

  Although it was already expected, but seeing it with his own eyes, the monkey couldn't help but be stunned.

   This should be the first time he has seen the use of a large magic weapon.

   Before the monkey could recover, Ling Yunzi had already grabbed his collar and threw him into the gossip, and he and Yang Chan also jumped up.

   The whole body was lying on the gossip that was less than a finger thick. The monkey was still a little flustered in his heart at first, but after perceiving it carefully, he found that the gossip was smooth and stable, no different from the ground.

   After this, I felt a lot more at ease and slowly stood up.

   Looking at the monkey's appearance, Yang Chan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Rare and strange."

  Ling Yunzi walked to the center of the gossip and sat down, took out a map from his sleeve, spread it out, looked at it carefully, and raised his head to look at the sky again, looking for a direction.

   "My Lingyun Bagua Array is placed in the entire Three Realms and Six Paths. It is also the leading flying magic weapon. Well, it can be reached in half a day." He said.

   "Half a day?" The monkey's brows furrowed, and he stretched his head to look at the map: "This is still the number one flying magic weapon, how long does it take half a day?"

   He suddenly remembered a somersault cloud that can turn a hundred and eight thousand miles in one somersault. Compared with that, this so-called "first-in-class" magic weapon is really slow to get home.

Yang Chan said slowly from the side: "How can the art of riding the wind and the clouds be compared with the magic weapon of flying? After all, he will be free to study the magic weapon of flying. The gods in the sky, the gods on the ground, and even the ghosts of the underworld. , the demons of the mortal world, who is not the magic spell to ride the wind and soar the clouds?"

  Ling Yunzi just pretended not to hear it, and explained to the monkey seriously: "There is also a way to arrive in a moment, but I can't bring you. After all, junior brother, you haven't learned the art of soaring clouds."

   After saying this, the monkey's face turned slightly red.

   Standing with Ling Yunzi and Yang Chan, he is indeed half short.

   After staring at the map for a long time, the monkey asked, "Where are we now?"

   "This." Ling Yunzi said, pointing to a corner of Hezhou, the western cattle.

   "Where is Kunlun Mountain?"

   "This." Ling Yunzi pointed to a mountain road in Nanzhanbu Continent.

   "What about... Huaguo Mountain?" The monkey raised his head and asked.

"Are you homesick?" Ling Yunzi said with a smile, pointing to the coast at the junction of Dongsheng Shenzhou and Nanzhanbuzhou: "Here. Why, want to go back and have a look? Although it's not the right way, senior brother, I can take a detour. ."

  Monkey was apprehensive in his heart, his outstretched hand trembled slightly, and he pointed to a place across the sea from Huaguo Mountain and said, "No. I want to go here."

  …

   Watching the three of them leave, the smile on Subhuti's face slowly faded, he turned around and walked into the Taoist temple and explained to Qing Fengzi: "Go quickly and erase all traces of Wukong in the temple!"

   Qingfengzi didn't know why, but Subhuti's expression didn't look like a joke, so he had to go to Lingyanli immediately.

   After a while, a purple-robed Taoist boy flew into the sky and landed in front of the Xieyue Sanxingdong Mountain Gate. He cupped his hands and shouted, "Tai Shang Laojun, the boy Zi Xin asks to see Patriarch Subhuti!"